Last week I went to sleep and when I awoke it was fall. School was starting, the crispy NH air smelled of ripening apples and plaid was everywhere. The moment summer ends and school begins has always been a dreadful event. This year was a bit different. After a long and rather uneventful (though enjoyable) summer I was slightly excited for life to return to this sleepy town. Not to mention fall fashion. There is nothing more indulgent and fabulous than shopping for fall fashion. I detest summer clothing. Shorts are my worst nightmare. I am just not, and will never be, one of those girls who was blessed with a set of legs made for shorts. Long cargo shorts make me look frumpy. Short shorts make me feel fat. If I do find an acceptable pair, I tend to feel naked when I wear them in public. Then there is the issue of my unfortunate cutting scar that makes my leg look like a treasure map with an unattractive "X" scar. So when the weather begins to cool off I immediately jump with joy while pulling on my favorite denim. So many options- so many styles! This season I am dying over military trends and dark neutral colors like navy, purple, hunter green and browns of every shade.
I'm so over skinny jeans by the way. I remember going to Forever 21 with my mom in seventh grade foaming at the mouth over my first pair of skinny jeans. They were impossible to find at that point. Now it's impossible to find anything else. I'm trying to train my butt to be more comfortable in looser jeans. The painted on look should go ASAP. It's all about the slouchy sexy look. And boots! That was my nickname in high school because I only wore boots come October. I ADORE boots. When do they not look better than a pair of flats?? Never!
In other fall news my yard is being invaded by coyotes. Growing up in NY my biggest worry was getting stung by a bee. Now all of a sudden I'm waking up in the middle of the night to a pack of coyotes howling in delight over their kill. The first night I heard them I was literally rocking back and forth on the living room floor with Bug in one arm and Beast in the other while Ryan guarded the back door with a BB gun. I'm clearly mentally unprepared for the NH wildlife. Upon further research I've learned that we also have mountain lions, bears, and rattle snakes. I'm never letting the dogs outside again. If anyone knows of a doggy port-a-potty please let me know!
